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Blood
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Complete, First published Mar 29, 2014
Mature
Everything about him was mysterious. His eyes had a cold blue color that held many stories inside of them. They held dark hidden secrets that I wished to know about. I thought he was beautiful in his own dark mysterious way.

Every time we shared a glance, I would feel a cold shiver running up my spine. I would rub my arms with my hands. I would take deep breaths as my eyes would pour into his. I would get nervous as he would watch me like if I was his prey.

I was slowly falling for him. The boy that I thought was nothing but normal yet unique in his own way. I loved everything about him. He made me believe that he was perfect. We were perfect. 

In our small town there was a killer murdering for revenge. He killed for reasons. He named himself, Blood. After killing his victims, he would write a message on the wall with their blood. 

 Never would I ever think that I would fall in love with a cold blooded killer.  He said that I was his weakness. He said that he loved me. He was different with me. No matter what, I will always love him no matter what he did or who he was. His name was Elliot Evergreen.
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"Like I said... you want me." I stepped towards the door and looked back. I'll be leaving now, you know staying the hell away from you like you "wanted" ". I turned around and looked at him. He stalked towards me angrily. I placed my hand on his hard muscular chest. "Try to forget me now." I smirked deciding to mess him up further. "I'm soaking wet, and you made that happen." I trailed my hand down his chest and reached into my short and touch my soaking p***y and pulled it out. I waved my finger in front of his face showing his the evidence. He grabbed my hand, stopping my movement. He looked me dead in eyes and stuck my finger in his mouth; he closed his eyes sucking my finger clean. He slowly took my finger out, his jaw clinching. And what he said, hit me right to my aching core. "You taste so fucking good. I could eat you all day and never get enough. Let me..fuck! So fucking delicious! I need more!" He dropped to his knees in front of me. Well shit just got real.